Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 347 Sailing Race [18] You are so worried, it is a bit redundant
Mo Qing's pharmacy was completely destroyed.

However, some can still be salvaged.

So it takes a lot of time to clean it up.

Jiang Ke, Chi Shi, and Goblin rolled up their sleeves and started working. They were busy all morning, but the cleaning work was only halfway through.

"Let's get some food first." Goblin was so tired that he couldn't straighten up, and he held the door with his hands. "If I don't eat something, I will die here."

Jiang Ke took out his mobile phone: "I'll order takeaway."

"Row."

Goblin nodded hastily.

Chi Shi also came out: "I forgot to take my medicine this morning, I'll cook it first."

"and many more."

Goblin called to him.

Chiji turned around suspiciously.

Goblin said: "There are no medicinal materials, so you don't need to drink it."

Chi Shi said, "I'll go buy it."

"No, no, no," Goblin said hastily, "Mo Qing said that she is researching a new formula for you. You don't need to drink the current formula after drinking it."

There is no doubt about him.

After nodding, Chi Shi asked again: "Where's the new formula?"

Goblin spread his hands: "She hasn't given it yet."

"It's ready."

Jiang Ke put the phone away, glanced at the pharmacy, then turned and left.

……

Under the eaves, there is a deck chair.

Mo Qing was lying on the chair, a book was spread out to cover her face, and she was shaking a cattail fan in her hand.

As soon as Jiang Ke came out, he saw her appearance as the second uncle.

"Are you ready to rest?"

Mo Qing's ears are very sensitive.

Hearing someone going out, Mo Qing pulled the book covering his face and sat up.

She frowned and straightened her face.

However, after seeing Jiang Ke's appearance, the majesty and seriousness that had just appeared on her face couldn't be held back at once, and she turned her head and smiled.

Jiang Ke didn't understand, so he asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing."

Mo Qing turned his head back, restraining the curvature of the corners of his lips.

She glanced at Jiang Ke from the corner of her eye.

This person was wearing a light-colored sweater, with a black patch here and a white patch there, and it was stained with countless dirty things.

That face, which was always handsome, was clean even when it was picking up trash, but now it was also stained with black marks.

Somewhat embarrassed.

Mo Qing asked: "How is the cleaning going?"

"Half left." Jiang Ke replied.He observed Mo Qing's expression and asked, "Aren't you angry?"

"Angry, it's not over yet."

Having said that, there was no trace of anger in Mo Qing's expression.

Not really at all.

But Mo Qing has always been open-minded. If the equipment is gone, it can be remade. If the medicine is gone, it can be bought again. The medicine she made herself is gone. As long as she wants, she can make it again at any time.

At the end of the day, it's not a big deal.

Jiang Ke said: "You make a list, and I will compensate you if you can."

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows: "Sometimes I need it from you."

Hearing what she said, Jiang Ke felt relieved.

He stood under the eaves for a while, and found that Mo Qing was always staring at him and smiling, and gradually understood what was going on, and turned back to the house to wash his face.

As soon as Mo Qing put the book away, he planned to enter the door as well.

At this time, the phone rang.

It's Gu Wanwan.

"I heard that you went to Dongshi City, are you back now?" Gu Wanwan asked.

"Ah."

"at home?"

"exist."

"Okay," Gu Wanwan said, "I'll be right over."

Mo Qing paused: "What's the matter?"

"The sailing race will start next week, are you still in a hurry?! We have to find a way to participate in the herbal medicine." Gu Wanwan has some opinions on Mo Qing's attitude of not worrying about everything.

Mo Qing yawned.

Looking at the herbs in the yard, she felt that Gu Wanwan's worry was unnecessary.

at the same time--

The door was tapped twice.

The door was not closed tightly, and it was slapped open.

Gu Wanwan stood at the gate with his mobile phone in hand.

But he didn't come in, but stared at the herbs in the yard, motionless.

(End of this chapter)